Sara_H
Guru
Dashed expensive nuisance...and it's a dashed infernal nuisance. I believe some chaps advocate this as a a raison d'etre and some women too, probably suffragettes but they probably don't have my knees and offspring to get around so the old safety bicycle is just not on at the moment.
Needs must though and the offspring needed taking to the infirmary and wot not. So I was led to believe that an Omnibus, leaving at it's own convenience would carry us back, having managed conveyance in another automobile to said infirmary.
Anyway, it all went jolly well, bit biting whilst we waited for the chap to turn up but so so. Up he turned and we leapt aboard. "One and a half to my place of abode please, my stout fellow", I said. "80 shillings, 24 pennies", he replied. I spluttered a bit and asked him if he'd perhaps pressed the wrong lever on his contraption but the chap was quite certain.
I exclaimed to the offspring that I'd have to get to the surgery and get these knees fixed so we could get back on the safety bicycles because if we had to use these omnibuses too often we'd be better off with a new automobile.
I then noticed a curious creature smiling at us, a bit simple looking. "Don't smile back" I said to the offspring. "Probably just been released from the infirmary and is a bit ga, ga"
It's all rather inconvenient.
Up here in God's Own County, we have a system whereby a fellow from the local whereabouts can be summonsed by one of those new fangled long distance telecommunications contraptions to bring his own automobile for the conveyance of yourself and your offspring to the location of your choosing.
Of course, whilst there is great advantage in this method of conveyance, in that the infirmary lunatics will not be permitted to share the automobile, the frenzied lever pressing of the good fellow when calculating the fare leaves one dizzy with hysteria!
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